"I..."
"You can’t even articulate yourself clearly, and you want to push your daughter out there? Aren’t you ashad of your own despicable behavior?" Sun’s mother sneered coldly. "If you want to sell a daughter, go sell soone else’s daughter. If you can’t tolerate Xiaoling and , we’ll just move out. After all, there are plenty of won out there who can bear you children."
"Madam... that’s not what I ant." Sun’s father explained helplessly.
"Whether that’s what you ant or not, I’ve seen it all. If I were Xiaoling, having such a father, my heart would be chilled to death. If you had even a shred of fondness for , you wouldn’t mistreat my daughter, who I risked my life to give birth to. So, I truly don’t see what place your daughter and I hold in your heart. Tonight, you sleep in the guest room." Having said that, Sun’s mother picked up her mobile phone, turned around, and went up the steps back into her room.
In the upstairs bedroom, Xiaoling was sowhat worried about her parents downstairs.
On one hand, she was relieved that she could escape the shackles of this marriage arrangent; on the other hand, she was worried that her parents’ relationship might suffer because of her.
But as for her father, she really had nothing to say.
The next morning, Xiaoling ca out of her room to find her father still sitting in the living room, looking haggard.
"I... am going to work now."
"Xiaoling, has Dad been very bad to you?" Sun’s father sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette as he asked, "Tell the truth."
"Dad has provided with food and clothing since I was little."
"That’s all?" Sun’s father chuckled sarcastically, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or soone else. "Your mother is right, I indeed have wanted a son, and I’ve been mad about it for years. Now that things have co to this point, don’t bla , you and your mother."
"Why do you say these things to your child?" Sun’s mother, at this mont, walked down the steps and said to Sun’s father, "Up to this point, and you still want to put the burden on Xiaoling’s shoulders? Don’t forget that our conflict has been building for a long ti, and all of it has nothing to do with Xiaoling. I’m the one who’s scared to death of having a second child, so go ahead and take out all your resentnt on , and stop oppressing Xiaoling."
"Mom..." Xiaoling tugged at Sun’s mother’s clothes, feeling sowhat unable to bear it.
"This was bound to happen sooner or later. Over the years, the tranquility of this ho has been nothing but a facade. I thought I could gloss over everything by playing deaf and dumb, but I can’t, because a family involves the happiness of every single person. If one person is unhappy, the other mbers all share a responsibility. Xiaoling, rember, everything that happens in this house is not your fault. You just go your own way. I’ll take responsibility for the rest of my life!" Sun’s mother said, comforting Xiaoling as she gently patted her shoulder.
"Mom, that just makes feel even more guilty."
"You don’t need to feel guilty. This is my choice, and having made this choice, I find liberation." Sun’s mother bravely wiped away her tears. After she finished, she turned around, faced Sun’s father and said, "I’ll pack up a bit, and then go handle the procedures. Our daughter will co with , and the property will be divided according to the law."
"Mom..."
"Can’t you see through it yet? Your dad’s been holding back all these years, just waiting for this opportunity, still wanting to try for a son. Since that’s the case, why not fulfill his wish?"
Years of marriage revealed they both understood the root of each other’s issues.
Perhaps in their youth, they genuinely sympathized with each other, but in the end, that sympathy turned into today’s resentnt.
But what’s wrong with having a daughter?
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